He awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. Looking at his watch, he saw it was almost seven as he automatically wound it up. He sat up in bed as the...door opened and the servant appeared. He gave David the traditional greeting, placing his hands together as if in prayer, “Good morning Sahib. I trust you slept well,” he murmured.“Yes, thank you, very well,” he replied returning the greeting.“I have taken the liberty of having hot water provided for you in the bathroom. His Majesty wonders if. "This is way too boring," he said."You don't play with dolls?" Zoe asked with a smile. Despite having quitea few stuffed animals, and even having gone through a brief pony phase,Zoe had never particularly cared for Barbie either."I actually kind of do," Richard admitted, "but they're all on mycomputer." One of Richard's first forays into torrenting was The Sims 4,and he'd pirated, hacked, modded, and cheated the heck out of it. It andSkyrim were what had led him down the winding path of deeper. "No," he orders sternly. "Just watch them and pretend it's only you and me."I battle with the panic and the conflict I feel, knowing people have moved their attention to me. He holds my jaw in place so I have no choice but to watch while his fingers massage my clit. I watch the man take her by her hair and drag her to her knees. My sex throbs violently beneath his deft fingers. "You're close already," he informs more than he asks. He knows.I whimper in acquiescence trying shamelessly to move. My sister looked down with a shy smile. When my wife and my sister helped my sister unpack I noticed that she had a bikini razor. You told me to bring a skimpy bikini, she told me. So I decided to shave my bikini area. She was not kidding about the skimpy bikini. That evening when we got into our hot tub her bikini consisted of a small triangle of thin cloth to cover her vulva, and two smaller pieces of the same thin cloth to cover her nipples. These were held in place by strings. The imprint.